(Capt. Eppingwell slips off domino and stands forth a faithful copy of Sitka Charley.)
MRS. EPPINGWELL
Sitka Charley!
CAPT. EPPINGWELL
(Imitating Sitka Charley's voice.)
Um wantum dogs? I sell um dogs, much good dogs.
MRS. EPPINGWELL
(Clapping her hands.)
Excellent!
(She catches sight of Sitka Charley, who is entering through street door at rear.)